San Jose, California
Angie and I survived a Ryder truck breakdown in Iowa, with minimal corn related side effects, and arrived in San Jose, California in November of 1987.
I started work for KLA Instruments as an Associate Test Engineer, and dug into the Silicon Valley life of high-technology, massive overtime, and minimal precipitation.
|In five years, we grew deeply accustomed to the California lifestyle
(fill in your own hedonistic beach, mountain, snow, and movie fantasies here), and deeply
appalled by the cost of housing.
California is almost everything you've
heard. There are less beautiful women than you see on TV. And there is less
crime and bizarre behavior than you read about in the papers.
An example is my Suzuki Samurai. When the rest of America heard that the car had a tendency to flip at high speeds (hence the nickname 'Slamurai'), sales plummeted. Californians looked at the car, thought, "Wow, a cheap car with four wheel drive and a convertible top" and bought lots of them. Sure it flips, if you drive too fast (duh, it's a jeep), but Californians have a tendency to accept things (and people) for what they are, not what they are not (with the exception of smokers, who are slowly being banished to hell!).
KLA Instruments provided me with a great work environment and lots of challenges. As you can see in the picture above, this is a Silicon Valley company (laid-back, casual).